Nicole x Henri
“Tell me you feel the same.” (Reign S4E14) ➝ For @newestlady !

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Nicole x Henri
“Tell me you feel the same.” (Reign S4E14) ➝ For @newestlady !
Richard promised Mary, the Queen of Scotland, his support in her struggles with Elizabeth Ist. English noblemen and the Catholic faction wanted a Catholic sovereign on the throne of England and Richard was the the York descendant of Edward IV and Elizabeth Woodville, Prince Richard the Duke of York and his son with Catherine Gordon. He arrived at the court of France, where people had a feast. Lord Narcisse welcomed the young man very warmly and honouring and introduced him to the lady Nicole. When everybody started dancing, Richard found himself dancing with the lady Nicole. “You are a very good dancer, lady Nicole. ” Richard has heard that the lady Nicole has been a commoner and King Henri brought her at court.
the king must die
a starter for @newestlady
The poeple of France were dying. Dying in horrible pain because their bellies were filled with grass, mud and despair. Some of them being so desperate they would cut their own wrists open just to feed their children with their own blood. Some of them would try to swallow stones, believing that if they did hunger would stop growling. Their stomachs were so tight that dreams of fat greasy chicken make them sick. But mainly they were dying of vanity of their King. While Louis XIV was building his Palais de Versailles, covered in gold and grandiose mirrors they could barely pay for their own clothes. While the King had different hats for every day and would dress according to his likes, their only shirt was washed twice a year and that was considered the biggest luxury. When Liselotte was growing up, she watched the children of her father`s servant living in little houses, wearing modest clothes, playing with wooden toys carved by their fathers and uncles. Their life was harder, their destinies sure, a carpenter`s son would become a carpenter, a young daughter would soon become a mother. There were not choices in destinies but yet their lives were peaceful, in a way she envied them. Some might get lucky and marry who they desired, some of them did not strive for big ambitions. But those people who worked for her, those whose work eased her own life, those were cherished and some of them were her friends, true and genuine. Despite her rank she understood their sufferings and could not stand watching them die like flies. An idea so shocking came like a storm. It was not that it was so groundbreaking but even thinking about it was terrifying at first. When she first thought about it, when she first realised that it could become reality she was scared of her own fantasy but it did not go away and soon she found others who thoughts the same. The King must die because only that will bring peace back to France. One of these who shared that idea was Nicole. Her one partner-in-crime here at the Versailles Court. The one who was expecting her in one of the Palais` apartments. She knocked three times. ‘It`s me, Liselotte.’ she said, her head spinning with plots.
“We are royals. We have the power to do terrible things.”
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this was important. She was running late to a casting in Japan. She was sent there three months ago. It was meant to be a punishment for not fitting the clothes in Japan. She was supposed to slim down here and get a job in Paris again but not this season. Spring/summer was already over but there was still a chance they would choose her for autumn/winter. Her dreams about doings show like Louis Vuitton or Ellie Saab or even Prada. For now, Haute Couture was a distant dream and her colleagues, the new queens like Vittoria Cerreti were laughing at her. She was in the Kendal area, fat tights, monstrous stomach. You could do Victoria Secret but even for them, you would be too plus-sized. As if she could hear them. The competition was high, not only in Europe but also here, in Asia. Many skinny, beautiful Russian girls were taking all the places, disciplined and determined they were known to be one of the bests and as if this was not enough, here she was. Her biggest enemy. Nicole. She was ...gorgeous, Lizzie would never admit that to her or to anyone else but she wished she looked like her. She wasn`t as skinny as the other girls but she was so much prettier than many of them. She was surprised she was sent to Japan but when she noticed the girl was looking at her direction she composed herself. ‘Hello.’ She said plainly. They were all waiting for their call. A casting could take many hours and Lizzie would rather exchange insults than be silent.
hiii 💕 may I ask a gifset of Nicole please? The scene where she runs into Henri's arms in 4x14 (I think?) if you can't that's totally fine!' ❤️❤️ thanks in advance!
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You got it! I will start working on these soon, let you know their status, and tag you when they are complete!
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